Thread: Where were you Sept.11 2001?

We have two more days till the anniversary.


Anybody else to post?

Ill post up....

I was in Nursing School and on the Telemetry Unit. I was getting ready to help out my patient for the day take a shower. I walked in early and he said that a plane had struck tower 1. I had told him that was odd...and then went on to tell him how the Empire State Building had been hit by a bomber in the 30's. We kinda watched the TV for a bit. I went to go tell my teacher what had happened but coudlnt find him.

I walked back into my patients room just in time for the second plane to hit. I remember we both said...this was no accident. I went back to tell my teacher what was going on and he was freaked. He had alot of family in NYC. We got the rest of the day off. I proceeded to get ahold of my best friend who has alot of family in NYC. His family was safe. A defining moment in my generation.

I was at work in a tower in center city Philadelphia. I was worried sick about my brother who works for the Port Authority of NY/NJ and who's office was in the second WTC Tower hit. To make a long story short I was let go early that day because no one knew how far ranging the attack was and if we were a possible target being a tower in a major US city. The second plane went right through my brother's office but he wasn't there. The reason: he called out sick that day because he was hung over.

I will never forget that day as long as I live.

Regards,
EL

Asleep resting for the next nights work at the airport.....Got a wakeup call from my older brother saying that a plane had flown into the World Trade Center and I walked downstairs to watch as the other plane flew into the second tower.....I remember the to people who turned to each other to embrace as they stepped off the building to avoid the flames ...less than a week later we knew they all came Saudi Arabia all but 2.They're our allies in the war on terror.What are we doing in Iraq?
Mh

Thanks for bumping this up Mark. I am surprised I hadn't already posted my little story.

I was in my office in Stamford, CT when my secretary Dorothy came into my office with a smirk saying, "Some knucklehead just flew a plane into the World Trade Center". She was listening to a NYC radio station and was hearing very confused reports. I went online to the CNN website but the news was also confused. I called my girlfriend to see what she knew. As Scarlett and I had only just began dating toward the end of 2000, she had not yet moved to Connecticut and was at work in an office in Woodbridge, NJ. From her office window she was watching the smoke rising off one tower of the WTC and was on the phone with me when the smoke was suddenly eminating from both buildings. WHen Scarlett told me that both buildings were burning, I told Dorothy this was no knucklehead, we were under attack. Dorothy began to cry. Scarlett was also crying and became more agitated as one building fell. She was nearly hysterical as the second building collapsed. As I was trying to comfort her I remembered my brother had jury duty that morning and was to be down in the financial district. I had Dorothy trying to get him on the phone but the cell phone system was overloaded. It was a very strange situation. The World Trade Center was pretty much in the middle between Scarlett and I (about 20-25 miles away as the crow flies). We wanted to be together but because of our proximity to the WTC, we couldn't get across the Hudson River. She was stuck in New Jersey and I was stuck in Connecticut. I let Dorothy go home because she was worried about her little baby at home. I left shortly after her. When I went out of the building, the smell of smoke was in the air. The entrance and exits of I-95 were locked down. There were military and special police vehicles everywhere and the only machines that flew through the normally busy sky were military aircraft.

The next day the schools in Fairfield County were closed because so many students' parents didn't make it home from work last night. The railroad station parking lots along the Metro North New Haven Line were full of cars whose owners never came to pick them up. I wondered about the pets who starved alone because their owners were gone.

My brother finally showed up the next day. He was on the subway headed south when the train stopped and he joined the mass exodus of people who were walking back uptown in the eerie silence.

Grand Teton Lodge, Jackson Wyoming, and I had to drive back home that evening.

Originally Posted by fccexpert

Grand Teton Lodge, Jackson Wyoming, and I had to drive back home that evening.

I can hit that place with a rock from my front porch.

Originally Posted by JokiJo

I can hit that place with a rock from my front porch.

Lucky you, I wish I could live in a place like that.

I was in college.
My thoughts would not be popular so I will leave it at that out of respect.

(some of the timeline doesn’t quite fit in my recollection….things take too long, or might be a little out of order. I don’t want to bring up these memories for my family , some members of whom are in therapy and others can not hear the sound of a plane without a panic attack, so I’m not asking for clarification)

I was at work. I worked (and do again) in the financial services industry, so all the TV's in the office were on the news. I called my father, who worked a block from the trade center, and couldn't reach him. He was in the building for the 1993 bombing, and had made my mother a promise. If there was fire in any of the surrounding buildings, he wouldn't wait...he would get out. Though they were told not to, he left his building. I called my older brother, who lived at the time in the closest residetnial building, and in the closest edge of that building to the WTC. I couldn't reach him. His schedule would have put him either next to or in the first tower at that time. I called my mother, she had heard from my dad, who hadn't heard from my brother. We didn’t know where he was. His wife was a manager on a very high floor of tower two. She hadn’t left for work yet because she was on the internet looking at a dog she wanted to adopt. That dog is the only reason she wasn’t in work already. No one that was in already survived.
My father was outside walking towards where my brother lives when the first tower came down. He dove behind a van (he is older and quite out of shape) severly injuring his knee. he has since had replacement surgery, but it did not work well, and he walks with some trouble and a lot of pain. He refuses any compensation, as there are many people who need it a lot worse.
Cell towers were not working, and my father made it to my brother’s building, saw my brother’s wife coming out of the fire exits at the same time my brother showed up. he had been underneath the first plane as it hit. They all walked down to the water, while my father’s leg got worse and worse, and were ferried across the river to NJ.
I left work, as did anyone else who wanted to. I got home, and my ex wife (married at the time) came out of the bedroom, just waking up from a late night. I asked if she had turned on the TV yet. She saw the horror in my eyes and asked why. Telling her what I knew is honestly the hardest memory from that day. Not not knowing where my family was, not watching those terrible scenes, but feeling like I was the one to take away the security that so many of us felt until that day. We sat stunned and terrified for hours watching the news.
At 2:30 pm, I had to put on a tie and go to the first law firm interview I ever had. It was also the first time in my life I have ever been offered a job on the spot. We didn’t talk much about the law, or my qualifications.
Oh, and my brother and his wife adopted that dog. He saved her life.